State of love and trust As I busted down the pretext Sin still plays and preaches, But to half an empty court, ohAnd the signs are passin', Grip the wheel, can't read 'em Sacrifice receiving the smell That's on my hands, hands, yeah

And I listen for the voice inside my head Nothing. I'll do this one myself Lay her down as priest does, Should the Lord be a countin'?Will be in my honor, make it pain, painfully quick, ohPromises are whispered in the age of darkness Want to be enlightened like I want to be told the end, end, yeah

And the barrel shakes aimed, oh, directly at my head Help me, help me from myself And I listen, for the voices inside my headNothin', I'll do this one myself Uh huh, huh, oh, Myself, myself,